The Tractor

That is below the dignity of our family! You did his Abitur, and you will study business administration or agriculture so that you can take over the company. It’s the unwritten law of family. And now go home. I want to hear about it!” Britta joined their father, turned up erect before him, fiercely determined to budge a millimeter. Now or never, she spoke to vigorously courage. No, father, I do not. I do not study and am now not going home. It is time to clarify, and my decision is already made.

The clinic gave me a contract. Nurse is my wish. With the tractor and the vines, I want to have nothing to do! “, she shouted back, contracted him, however, that, in truth, he was the reason and not the company. She wanted to know him all day to sign up. She took a step closer to him. Stains the fury formed at Frank’s face again.

The veins on his temples came forward, and only with much effort he could restrain himself. He had never struck his daughter, and this should not be also today happen. No, you do what I tell you! That’s my final word. “You have to follow and that’s it!” Britta knew that she had to hold out now, otherwise she was lost. Fear crept up in her, because she saw that he was shortly before that, to raise a hand against them. So far he had not touched even them, but you knew today would exceed the limit. She took all their courage, she could bring up in this highest emergency. No, Dad! I am now twenty-one years old. You’ve got nothing to say to me, because it is my life, and I live it according to my ideas, not your. You have not interested so far for me, so you don’t need this now also.